in this complexity
im not messing with *******
i think my recipe
is mind the people you cook with
eat dream believe
and **** up any who doubts it
next up
dont be a  fad like ripped jeans
times change like an outfit
and you can ask flava flav
if theres any questions bout it
get it times change
that was cheek and tonguing
because he always
wore a giant clock
to every party function
even times when he was *******
but the third in the lunch kit
is dont eat like a trash can
i know i do but im advising
you its as dangerous as hazmat
4th in the grab bag

is a thing you clearly know
debt is such a cliche way
to prove you made it on your own
im in the same ******* boat
but this aint funny yo
**** keeps up
what the ****
your going to learn to row

her story
is a magic book
like fairytales
giving enchanted looks
she grew up not expecting much
but what she had
was more than any man could tell her

she was a six gun shooter with a mouth
seeing stars when i go down
*** she always knocks me out
im in love with her
and it doesnt get any better
shes just got that intelligent kind of brain
and im dumb enough to let her

her story
might be hard to navigate
but it starts in lower class
and a cheque book running late


her parents werent the kindest
maybe one was kind of mean
but she grew up so *******
caring, its a thing you wont believe


now in her story
i wasnt quite prince charming
and the truth is
i took part in a few things quite alarming
it was two drinks
down before we left the bar
than i winked at some girl at her car
and she slapped me so **** hard

the voices they ring inside of me
tiny voices
droplets collecting on spiders weaves

little voices
like howls in war or dancing snares
little voices
of loved ones,,,,  gone that are always there
little motion
of poetry that speaks to me
i guess you know that
its beyond the things the eye can see

when all else fails
i turn to love

still dont know why in hell
i shove myself into a tiny locker
when im mad dont know
why the **** i bother

thiis is hell
the song i hear but cannot touch
taste and smell
the ******* feeling that i cant give up
mine as well
be victim to its frozen clutch
this end i say
this end i say its,,,,  to much,,,,, enough

flows is edible
like a ***** brownie''''
with the coming onslaught
my torments watching'''''
cancer devils
anemic screams,,,

the blood is haunting
in between my dreams,,,

with visions of
the girlie me ......
im imagining
perverted scenes....
with lesbians
and me in make up,,,,
shake her hair
**** when we wake up ,,,,

with a lot of darkness in my head.....
take time away
to dream of *** .......

my uncles dying
but theres still time
to spread some legs and have fine dining

you have no choice now
beat the cancer
or dimish and wither

its worth the fight
for every love that you treasure
**** this isn't forever
but forever isn't promised
unless your keith Richards or
Heffner
so get it together.....
**** the rain the pain
is just the same
as the liquor
you put into your liver.....
so lets **** the world
better yet lets stand and deliver

those are gone,
those little sparkling blues
in a bag
the green on the ashtray
and the white on the plate


those are gone
now left in between
is this dance with doctors
and the addiction team
with no sign of beating
odds im befuddled
strangling puddles
of my own
and rain is more than I can take

with words like venom
your lies
a destiny of hope
hiding behind
the smoke in your nose
and the pills in your throat

silence with an echoe displacing
lightning hit the scene
cherries, barely change her ****** taste
all that's left cannot be seen

her fingers scratch my skin
a scene from beauty and the beast
my appetite
monstrous
satisfy my every need my beauty queen
its only me
and the echoe in between

her eyes like diaries
they tell me everything
I believe in love and memory
cemetarys andevery angel
death and heaven maybe this time let it be
my heart her token prize
her cage a rusted old
antiquity
a memory of love and lust
and whats in between
when angels arrest your heart
and demons learn how to forgive